Chapter 849

Mo Ye's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on a man in a black sportswear in the crowd. He had a brown cropped cut and was about 1.7 meters tall.

This person looks no different from ordinary tourists, but if you look closely, you can find that his eyes are completely different from those around him. There is no fear or panic, and bloodthirsty and aggression are hidden under the indifferent eyes of the sackcloth.

This person gave Mo Ye the feeling that it was extremely dangerous. It was the instinctive reaction of a battle mage when he met an even-matched opponent. He didn't even need to use his spiritual power. Not fear but instinct.

The inch-headed man tilted his head and looked at Mo Ye, the corners of his mouth were raised, and an evil smile that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance appeared on his ordinary face, and his hoarse voice was gloomy, "Hehe, the information is lagging behind, I didn't expect Salander There is actually a saint in the college, if you don’t hand over the things to me, no one here, including everyone in the college, can leave alive.”

The man raised his hand and pointed at the tourists whose surroundings were unknown, and the smile on his face deepened a bit, making people look flustered.

The tourists around me were frightened into stupidity. Why did the style of painting suddenly change? Why did tourist A, who was still taciturn just now, suddenly turn into a sinister man with a strange temperament, and that plain face of passers-by? What's the matter with the evil, cool and domineering temperament? It's very conflicting!

"What about you?"

"Oh. Then I can consider leaving them a whole body."

That's it, not handing over = death without a whole body, handing over = death is complete. In other words, no matter whether you give something or not, you have to die, who cares about the whole body.

Mr. Amoeba, your negotiating skills are learned from the Excavator Technical Institute!

Mo Ye shrugged slightly and said resolutely, "Then you'd better do it."

Although it is death to give something or not, Mo Ye seems to have nothing wrong with saying this, but why does it sound so wrong.

Mage, what about your mastery and integrity, have you been eaten by bugs?

The members of the Star Alliance investigation team all looked at Mo Ye. Could it be that what the Zerg were looking for had already been found by Mo Ye first. If Mo Ye got it, it would be much easier for the council to get it back than to snatch it from the Zerg.

The members of the investigation team did not feel that their thoughts were too taken for granted.

Mo Ye suddenly added another sentence, "That's right,

What are you looking for? "A blank look on his face, as if he really didn't know anything.

Your Excellency the mage will not admit that he holds the crystal of the worm emperor in his hand. She had no intention of handing over the Zerg Emperor Crystal, whether it was the Zerg Race or the Star Alliance Council, Mo Ye decided to keep the things this time and toss them by herself. It is enough to do this kind of voluntary dedication once.

Mo Ye has always had a sleepy expression on his face, and he doesn't need to pretend at all. The true colors are enough to fully express emotions such as 'I'm at a loss', 'I'm innocent', 'I don't understand what you're talking about' and so on.

What to do if it doesn't make sense?

Hit!

Mo Ye's spiritual power covered the crowd in front of him, and it was clear at a glance which of them were not human beings, and no amount of disguised appearance could conceal the mental power fluctuations that were completely different from human beings.

A space crack suddenly appeared, and a long and thin black gap appeared in the void, elongated and slid past in the blink of an eye, and a middle-aged woman standing not far from the crop-headed man fell to the ground with a bang, spitting out green mucus, not a human identity obvious.

The inch-cut man didn't care about his companions falling down one by one, and didn't even give any extra glances. He just stared at Mo Ye, "Don't you consider my opinion?"

"unnecessary"

As soon as the amoeba man raised his hand, a tiny lightning bolt the thickness of a finger flew out. The investigation team saw him making some movements and lurking until the sniper pulled the trigger, and the bullets shot out like a streamer, one after another. The amoeba man didn't even hide, and with a light wave of his hand, the collision of laser bullets and electric light was all gone.

The attack is neutralized.

The unparalleled coercion dissipated, and the short-haired man's look almost scared the tourists present.

Fernand's face showed a dignified look, the holy level, it is really a high-level Zerg that has broken through the holy level. Is this not giving people a way out?

In the next second, when the thunder light released by the inch-headed man was about to fall on the tourist, the distance from the sad reminder to the tourist's head was no more than 0.2mm. The amoeba man found that his attack was blocked by an invisible barrier and then swallowed by a space crack.

Mo Ye was naturally the one who stopped him.

The inch-cut man seemed to be smiling more happily, "That's great, the stronger you are, the more points I'll gain when I kill you. I'm really excited when I think about it. One strike may be worth a year's harvest. I can kill you." I'm really excited to die of a young human genius." His tone was determined, as if Mo Ye was sure to lose.

Mo Ye pursed his lips and remained silent. Could it be that the Zerg has a point reward program similar to that of humans? It's really a prey for each other...

Mr. Chongzi, you think too much.

The original hostages turned into crowds of onlookers at this moment. They all knew in their hearts that they would have a chance to survive if Mo Ye won. If Mo Ye lost, then they would die. One person.

The teachers and students of Salander Academy are naturally full of confidence in Mo Ye. Who is Mo Ye? He is the youngest saint-level mentor in the history of the school, and even the youngest saint in the history of Vitanlia. How could he not beat him? a bug.

Some of the tourists didn't know who Mo Ye was. They looked at the two people who were fighting in panic, and silently prayed in their hearts that the girl who didn't look very strong would win.

The coercion of the incomparably powerful saint made the onlookers feel pressured, but it was already frightening to watch from a distance.

The space confinement greatly restricted the range of activities of the amoeba man. His face was cracked and sharp fangs turned outwards, which was really awesome. As a high-level saint-level Zerg warrior, Bao Lei has extremely powerful fighting ability. There are as many as nine types of mimicry changes alone, combined with the fighting skill talents of nine different powerful creatures, the entire biological version of Transformers can change as much as it wants, it is so willful.

Compared with the previous two amoebas, Thunderbolt was obviously more deliberate in choosing the mimic body. The distribution of offense and defense is very reasonable, and it is almost impossible to see any weaknesses. The defense is solid, and the attack is powerful.

The lower body of the inch-headed man could no longer be seen as a human being. Eight spider-like legs grew from his lower abdomen. The two pincers were four meters long, and each leg had hard barbs.

The spider's legs turned their backs to Mo Ye, with their tails raised, and following the rapid movement of the thunderstorm, they quickly wove a huge spider web and covered everyone in it.

The juice continuously secreted from the tail of the thunderstorm solidifies into spider silk when it encounters air. It is extremely adhesive, and even a little bit is enough to bind objects weighing thousands of kilograms. Physical attacks are almost impossible in front of these spider silks. Totally ineffective.

The space rift blade fell from the sky, the black crack was like a huge mouth that wanted to divide the thunderbolt into two parts, but the thunderbolt just raised its buttocks and splashed out, and a cloud of misty juice splashed out, and the air quickly condensed A huge spider web shield was drawn to cover it entirely.

When the space splitting blade and the spider web met, the spider web was naturally shattered, but Thunderbolt also took the opportunity to escape the beheading. The speed of Thunderstorm's spinning was too fast, even faster than Mo Ye's magic every time Up one point.

The onlookers said that the picture of the buttocks and silk was too beautiful to look at. Mo Ye finally understood why he was reluctant to make a move before the thunderstorm. The trick with such a strange posture is really unbearable to look at. It is obviously an extremely exciting and fierce battle It's so frustrating to watch.

"Is that how you attack? Then I'm going to attack, remember to kill your name, Thunderbolt" Thunderbolt's upper body still maintained a human shape, just as he finished speaking, bolts of lightning suddenly appeared.

Arm-thin thunder and lightning gathered in the air, and the powerful energy fluctuations made the air vibrate and hum. It seemed that the scorching smell of lightning could be tasted in the nostrils. The dark clouds covered the entire sky of the hunting ground, and it was instantly dark except for the faint blue light of thunder. Can't see anything else.

Thunder and lightning exploded in the air, and in the blink of an eye, thunder and lightning surrounded the sky and shrouded the sky above Mo Ye, and fell suddenly.

Mo Ye was hit head-on, and his whole body was surrounded by thunderclouds. The area around 100 meters around Mo Ye was scorched black, and the dense forest was reduced to ashes almost instantly.

Thunderbolt's lightning attack has a hint of domain characteristics. The attack strength of the holy level is not comparable to that of ordinary lightning attacks. It is extremely powerful and has a strong destructive aura. This bug is much stronger than Mo Ye expected.

It's not that Mo Ye doesn't want to hide or that she can't hide, but that she can't.

It took only a blink of an eye from the formation of the thundercloud to the fall of the thunder and lightning. The thunderclouds that covered the sky and the sun were so dense that the people trapped in the hunting ground had nowhere to hide. When they looked up, they could see the terrifying blue eyes. It was too late for Mo Ye at this time Transfer people.

Unless the tourists, teachers and students were really cruelly left behind and let them die, Mo Ye knew that as long as she retreated and left, the people who would be hit by the lightning in the next instant would be those who were not far away and had no time to escape.

Mo Ye thought he was not the savior, but he couldn't retreat at this moment.

No matter whether they are college teachers, students or ordinary tourists, they can't have any chance of surviving this blow, and they can't resist the attack power of the holy level.

Maris smiled at this scene. It doesn't care about the lives of those humans. If Mo Ye retreats, it will start the massacre in advance to increase its hunting points. It is better if Mo Ye does not retreat. This blow is enough to severely damage the opponent. Maris Obviously very satisfied with his means of attack.

Everyone looked up at Mo Ye, who was surrounded by thunderclouds, and his eyes were gradually covered with fear and despair. Is there any possibility of surviving such a terrifying attack? (to be continued)